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Wait for Me
00:32
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2. |
Roast
03:54
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Don’t misunderstand me,
It’s the way I like it.
The way you look at me,
Like I am real.
Wait for me,
My love.
Wait for me,
My love.
Silent, creeping thoughts,
Thoughts that ruin me.
Details of a past life,
They haunt my dreams.
Wait for me,
My love.
Wait for me,
My love.
Wait for me,
My love.
Wait for me,
My love.
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3. |
Sour Milk
05:10
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I don’t want to go,
And your face don’t make it easier.
Time is so long,
When you’re all alone.
Feel it pull and froth,
This mental instability.
It comes and goes.
It comes and goes.
But what the fuck do I want?
And what the fuck do I need?
Oh, I am.
I am ready,
To follow.
Oh, I am.
I am ready.
To fall.
And darling, lean on.
Lean on those piano keys.
I’m lost in the moment,
Heal my heart with your beauty.
But what the fuck do I want?
And what the fuck do I need?
Oh I am.
I am ready,
To follow.
Streaks on the pavement,
Feels like a storm.
Movie reels going baby,
Moving along.
Oh, I am.
I am ready,
Oh, I am.
I am ready.
To fall.
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4. |
Jazz BBQ
04:21
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Someone’s sitting on your chest,
And you can’t breathe out or breathe in.
And you’re thinking of all the bad times you’ve had,
And all the bad times you will have,
And you’re freaking out,
And your hearts exploding now.
Leave it to the ground to catch your face,
And leave it to me,
To lose your warm embrace.
Coldness settling in,
On such a sunny day.
Such a sunny day.
Forget it soon enough,
Daylight passing now.
You’re sitting on a couch,
With an indistinguishable man,
Telling your deepest, dark secrets to him.
Buyer’s remorse,
Reconsidering everything and anything you’ve ever thought.
Progress is nothing if you don’t believe in death.
And if you don’t believe in death then you’re dying too fast.
Coldness settling in,
On such a sunny day.
Such a sunny day.
Forget it soon enough,
Daylight passing now.
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5. |
Cheese
04:29
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Let my ears bleed,
Let this sonic fusion surround me.
Calling to be,
Disregarded and alone.
Inspiration smoke clouds,
Out the wazoo.
And we’re just dudes,
In a dude’s garage.
I don’t know what you’re talking about,
I don’t want to be anything.
Other than red eyes,
And drunken speech.
Falling and falling.
Dandruff showers,
And two hours of sleep.
Deprivation is complete,
I’m living the dream.
Introspection,
Tell me what you want.
Feelings of relief.
Feeling complete.
I don’t know what you’re talking about,
I don’t want to be anything.
Other than red eyes,
And drunken speech.
Falling and falling.
I’m wearing week old clothes,
Never leaving my apartment.
And I never want to see anyone,
But I want to see everyone.
I want to see everyone.
I don’t know what you’re talking about,
I don’t want to be anything.
Other than red eyes,
And drunken speech.
Falling and falling.
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6. |
Groove Condo
05:15
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Fluorescent lights, ceiling tiles,
Coming down from your anesthetic.
Red and white memories,
When thought and pavement combined.
And your life is a mess,
But at least you’re here to see it last.
And you’re gonna go down,
And you’re gonna go down.
To your sadness,
It’s calling out for you.
And you’re gonna open the door,
And you’re gonna open the door.
Then you will see,
That’s just how it’s meant to be.
Good vibrations are flowing through,
Are the only things real to you,
Are the only things real to me.
And you open that door,
To the only way that you can be free.
And you’re gonna go down,
And you’re gonna go down.
To your sadness,
It’s calling out for you.
And you’re gonna open the door,
And you’re gonna open the door.
Then you will see,
That’s just how it’s meant to be.
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7. |
Settle
03:09
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In the darkest places of my mind,
You’re waiting to bring out the light.
A photograph floats into my eye,
Just like it will be fine.
Oh, settle down,
Oh, settle down,
It’ll be a good one.
Minute hand beats its drum,
It’ll be a good one.
A bluebird sings a song,
Flying into the sky.
Going on like he goes,
Moving on and on.
Oh, settle down,
Oh, settle down,
It’ll be a good one.
Minute hand beats its drum,
It’ll be a good one.
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8. |
Intermission
01:13
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9. |
Stroke
04:02
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Pizza heaven,
Hot wing paradise,
Grab a beer,
Flip on your TV.
Football addicts,
And Michael Strahan,
Circle-jerk in the lobby.
Feel the good times roll,
Feel it all in your stomach hole.
Pizza heaven,
Hot wing paradise,
Grab a beer,
Flip on your TV.
Scientologists and Donny Trumpo,
Circle-jerk in the lobby.
Open your mouth,
Open it wide.
You’re gonna be a fat ass tonight.
Be proud of your ancestry,
Diabetes, fifty colonoscopies.
Feel the good times roll,
Feel it all in your stomach hole.
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He’s on the corner of crown street,
Drunk and smoking his Marlboros.
Invites the night in through a gasping breath.
With good feelings that were found in a bottle,
Cascading him into a downward spiral.
Nothing will ever feel right to you,
The world only seeks to hurt.
Lunatics with loaded weapons,
And bombs to kill little children.
She lays in a cot in a foreign country,
Writing letters to her family.
Thinks of them while machine guns clatter,
Life and death dancing together.
Nothing will ever feel right to you,
The world only seeks to hurt.
Lunatics with loaded weapons,
And bombs to kill little children.
Flames erupt in every corner of your mind,
Swirling towards an unknown chapter.
But it’s just another re-run;
A callback to our past blunders.
Flames erupt in every corner of the planet,
Sideways and expanding.
Pushing like a wildfire,
Towards your front door.
Nothing will ever feel right to you,
The world only seeks to hurt.
Lunatics with loaded weapons,
And bombs to kill little children.
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11. |
Sausage
04:21
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Place your thoughts on me,
No empathy.
I guess I’ll be here for a little while.
And there are lights on my tree,
And your abusive nature’s kicking.
Oh I’ve heard,
Oh I’ve heard this before,
And I don’t want it again.
Because I know,
Get away you hoe.
Oh because I’m not gonna deal,
With anything that,
Has a deal,
Against me.
Oh stereo,
Blind as a stereo.
A wall of notes collapsing.
And you look at a clock on the wall,
And its melting into a puddle.
Oh I’ve been,
Oh I’ve been here before.
And I don’t want it again.
Because I know,
Get away you hoe.
Oh because I’m not gonna deal,
With anything that,
Has a deal,
Against me.
Because I know,
I am an asshole.
Oh because I’m not gonna deal,
With anything that,
Has a deal,
Against me.
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12. |
Jerk-It Circus
04:18
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Don’t you breathe out,
It is night and you’re falling down.
Haze of twilight,
Is the treatment for your mind.
And we’ll go now.
Oh we don’t see out,
We don’t see out.
Radiant sidewalks,
Carry us back into town.
We find answers,
In between our melting points.
And we’ll go now.
Oh we don’t see out,
We don’t see out.
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13. |
Love in Odd Forms
03:50
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Lay down in the tall grass,
Feel the earth move around you.
Feel it pull back.
Oh, sentimental hearts,
In all the right places,
Oh, don’t be too fast,
Don’t be too fast.
Pureness in its worst form,
Bring the fader up.
Choke me with your simplicity,
Oh baby,
Oh baby.
You don’t know what you believe,
Until you don’t believe it.
Clouds of hot air,
Skies of stupidity surround you.
And there is no truth without you.
Pureness in its worst form,
Bring the fader up.
Choke me with your simplicity,
Oh baby,
Oh baby.
We are dying.
Pureness in its worst form,
Bring the fader up.
Choke me with your simplicity,
Oh baby,
Oh baby.
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Sonar Shack New Haven, Connecticut
Sonar Shack is a band based out of New Haven, Connecticut. We attempt to play instruments in a somewhat-musical fashion and then layer their sonic qualities like a cake made in your mother's kitchen. Enjoy your mom's cake.
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